Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You

(Chorus)
I told you not to fuck my gangsta,
I to God I told him Mase,
prayin on my since I came up
Young Buck, ain't safe
i'm riding through your neighborhood my stainless,
Yayo I'm your place,
If I can't get you I'm fucking Lloyd up,
You know nigga look at my

I told you not to mess my gangsta
I swear to God I him Mase,
prayin on my downfall since I up
Young Buck, Olivia safe,
you us that Ja rule was a wanksta
I'm Outside your place,
now the whole G-unit is in danger
The Game,nigga look at my face,

(1st verse)
First things first motherfucka,stop tellin lies,
it's easy to stretch the truth now that died,
in of your grandma's house,right outside,
ran up on yo' shit and let off nine,
and fifty homocide let off nine,
you ain't die you only got shot 3 times,
1 in the jaw,two and out's,
he was screaming that'shy knocked his teeth out,
I've seen your reports you phony homie,
look me in the I tried to warn you homie,
a dies a thousand deaths in his vest,
i'll give you six slug,you can add to the rest,
till' everybody from NY wanna be the west,
kiss my converse bitch and take your breath,
'cause that G-unit shit gonna last,
you could sign Jesus Christ,he couldn't save ass

(chourus 2x)

I a trip to Connecticut,I was lurking with the Glock,
Mad Shot Money had me working with the cops,
You 5-0 nigga,that name,
where I come from 5-0, some change,
We did background , I know you moved some things,
but he get low like when them ratchets bang,
Mase inside the confessional booth,
you turned your on God,the devil got you spooked,
You Murder shit,you don't even got your own block,
Takin orders a snitch,who sleep with cops,
and Curtis always lookin for a scam to pull,
you ain't the real Cent,you Sam the Bull,
You got shot in the mouth you still talkin' shit,
gap in your mouth so my dick has got to fit,
now my nuts on tonsils,my little kid is screaming G-UNOT at your concert,

(Chourus)